I actually slept in this morning. Kristie came and woke me up, reminding me that I was to take Laura to the airport. I had also volunteered to return the tuxedos. When I got back, Pete had already packed my bags for me, and everyone was getting ready to leave. Matt’s friend and coworker Adam arrived shortly afterwards to pick up Pete, Andrew, and myself to take us to the airport. After driving for about ten minutes, we realized we had missed our turn. We got back on the right path and he dropped us off at the airport.
I’m now back at 30,000 feet and heading east. My sister and her family are on the same flight as us, and are sitting behind us. It’s a beautiful day in Phoenix, but thunderstorms and tornado watches will be waiting for us when we arrive in Atlanta. Hopefully, Michelle will be at the airport to pick up the three of us.